Girls Wanna Do Me, Guys Wanna Be My Friend

[Skit]
Lemme holler at you for a second man
What's up man?
Fuck is this nigga man, you know he white, right?
Nah, he just light skin

[Verse 1]
Every time we on the road it's the same old thang
Dames wanna roll around, dudes wanna go hang
In South Dakota the promoter refused to see you sober
He had a bucket of herb hung from a pole
Slung over each side of his shoulder
He said "Bet you can't smoke it all"
When I fell over homegirl broke my fall
Listen, pissin' ointment isn't a disappointment (squirt, squirt)
Shall we? I was way up her alley
Girls wanna be down, guys wanna be pal-y wal-y

[Verse 2]
Male groupies stuck to tour bus windows like they're bugs (windshield wipers!)
Love letters turn into hate-mail when they don't get hugs

We love your back abstract, I believe you are my peers
Don't gotta be high end to be my friend
Got to have been friends for 25 years

In Chappaquiddick a rapper critic had girls and asked us to share 'em
So my man and I got separate hotel rooms and separate whole damn harems
When I was done one kissed my sons off another one's gums
Women wanna hump, men wanna be chums

DJ Paul made a song and asked me to get on it
Your girl wears a thong, it's got shit on it
My ego's so big, it takes ten days to sightsee
Ladies fall in lust, fellas like-me like-me

[Verse 3]
Yo son it's not all about pimps, whips and chicken heads
Or else you'll end up eatin' shrimp chips, sick in bed, skippin' meds
And lickin' eggs (Pow!)

I ain't scared of no psychotic bomb
My mom knows I love her, my fans know I'm a problem
And that's word to my peoples growing fat in New York City
What was once my third nipple's now a true forth titty

It's not on you, it's in you, yet you continue to blunder
I gave 'em info
Women know, men wonder